There's a bitter taste on my lips -
a foreign beverage -
of tears, sweat and strength; all in a sip,
that we are forced to drink for leverage.
But I'll take anything this life has to give,
because, there's only one thing I think of, as I reminisce...
I may be a long way, for a long time
but there's no doubt, in this mind of mine,
that by taking such a difficult route,
I'll earn the simple sense
of worthwhile accomplishment,
that few can dare to dream about.
And I know, that no matter what unforeseen path I roam,
it'll always lead me home.
There's a whistle on the wind,
but the birds are in freer and brighter places;
though it's for Freedom's sake I'm here to defend,
and we certainly see the light: in fire, or in graying faces.
And I've noticed that dog-tags could never ring,
like church bells on Sunday morning,
and the sound of children in the park playing brings,
a sensation far different than the other troops calling out to me, in warning.
How I wish, I could hear the lyrics of the anthem again chime,
but I believe only one thing in such times...
I may be a long way, for a long time
but there's no doubt, in this mind of mine,
that by taking such a difficult route,
I'll earn the simple sense
of worthwhile accomplishment,
that few can dare to dream about.
And I know, that no matter what unforeseen path I roam,
it'll always lead me home.
Shed tears only to replenish the Earth,
as it swallows me whole,
blanketed by the flag, that once gave you mirth,
though it now waves away my soul.
I may be a long way, for a long time
but there's no doubt, in this mind of mine,
that by taking such an honored route,
I earned the simple sense
of worthwhile accomplishment,
that few ever dared to dream about.
So know, that no matter what unforeseen path I roam,
it'll always lead me home.
[This path I roamed,
has led me home.]
Author notes
I know. FAIL. >.> Military stuff isnt my forte. Sorry 
Please tell me what you think
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Such a great work, you possess the ability to add a sense of warmth to the words you write. And the idea of home you present is a comforting one to those who like to roam.
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lol hell yes
the title is awesome
And I've noticed that dog-tags could never ring,
like church bells on Sunday morning,
and the sound of children in the park playing brings,
a sensation far different than the other troops calling out to me, in warning.
amazing!! [=
mucho amor,
oldschoo
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Outstanding
Wonderfully penned. For something you don't see as your forte you summed up more than you may realize.
Well done poet.
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Fantastic
This poem is wonderful!
Excellent writing!
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WIN!!
you have by far done an outstanding job here. the path that he walked, his reminiscent views of his last moments, the distant thoughts of 'now'...very well done. i love your chorus, it shows us home.
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lol, I like it
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Screw your forte!
Out standing GB!
Seriuosly!!
It inspired me!
Now that I have your permission,
I must have this in my List.
It definitly hits a home spot for me.
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